I ran to the park, same as every morning. Then I laid down in the grass and started crying. Buzzing. So much buzzing filled my ears that all other sounds were immediately drowned out. “No one will save you,” said the source of the vibrations.
The tears stopped with the buzzing. The sentiment filled me with power. The rage and sadness that would not stop were excruciatingly painful. No drug, religion, experience, relationship, mantra, video, book, amount of money…no, that one doesn’t fit, money might provide access to fix some shit, but none of the other things could ever save anyone from themselves. How we choose to look at everything is everything. No one will save me because 1) I do not need saving and 2) I am the only one who could do it when the time comes. No one steers this ship but me.
ALways ONE never ALONE 